An adopted Mancunian (I've been here since just after the Millennium), I live with my husband and three rescue cats. In my Clark Kent guise I don glasses and scrubs for the NHS. When not doing this I write fiction that might best be described as urban fantasy with a healthy dash of yaoi (look it up).

My vices are good books, cute guys and cookies, not necessarily in that order.

The Winter Solstice approaches, and with it the anniversary of the Wraethi's ultimatum. The threat of war hangs heavy over the Arc as the two sides gather their strength for the final confrontation.

But what of Rivan and Caitlin? Are they simply pawns in all this, or will theirs be the deciding action that finally brings this debacle to a close? Read on and find out as we take to the floor to stamp out the embers one last time...